Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (57)

Seo Ryeo-hwa's unfocused eyes slowly followed my face. Her lips parted softly, and a trembling voice slipped out.

"Haa…“

Her red lips enveloped mine, meeting them softly.

"Slurp… smooch…♡“

The moment our lips met, our tongues entwined. Her tongue explored my mouth as our saliva mingled.

"Mwah… mm…“

As our lips made soft sucking sounds, Seo Ryeo-hwa trembled gently in my arms. Her hand wrapped around my neck, drawing me closer.

Even as we kissed, her pussy clenched around my cock as if unwilling to let it go, her vaginal walls squeezing it tightly.

After losing herself in a deep kiss for a while, her lips slowly parted from mine. Her breathing came in ragged gasps as she looked at me with a flushed face.

"Haa… I never knew kissing… could feel this good…"...